"Persuade her to do what? Continue painting?" Cheng Ling scoffed, looking at Ming Wei with mockery, "Mr. Ming, who do you think you are? Bi Qing made such a decision for her own reasons. Do you think you can persuade her?"
Ming Wei was at a loss for words.
He was just someone extremely passionate about art, idolizing Bi Qing. But he hadn't even seen what Bi Qing looked like!
Even if he could meet her now, could he persuade her?
Cheng Ling shook his head in amusement, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote "Shop Transfer" in bold characters on the bright red paper.
The characters were bold and vigorous, full of dominance. This calligraphy could compare with Jian Xi's! It's just that she hadn't written for a long time.
"Your handwriting…" Ming Wei was momentarily stunned.
"Is it beautiful?" Cheng Ling examined his new work, his lips slightly uplifted, a hint of sadness in his eyes.